Shadow Slave

Chapter 12

Right now, that obstacle was looking down, avoiding Sunny's gaze. His hand was resting on the sword handle. As always, the young slave had no idea about what was going on inside Hero's perfectly shaped head.

The uncertainty was making him nervous.

Finally, after some time had passed, the soldier spoke:

"I have only one question."

Both Sunny and Scholar stared at him while holding their breaths.

"Yes?"

"You said that one of us must be sacrificed to save the other two. Why him? From what I see, you are far closer to the grave."

'A great question! I was just about to ask it myself.'

Sunny turned to the older slave, trying very hard to suppress a mocking grin. But to his dismay, Scholar had an answer ready.

"Before the first attack, he was already bleeding because of your senior's whip. During the attack, he was drenched in the blood of a fellow slave. His cloak, too, was soaked in it when the previous owner died. The boy already reeks of blood. Keeping him alive will put us in danger. That's why he is the best choice."

The grin died before reaching Sunny's face.

'Curse you and your big brain!'

Scholar's reasoning was appallingly solid. Hero listened, his expression growing darker with each word. Finally, he looked at Sunny, a dangerous light shining in his eyes.

"That is true."

Sunny felt his mouth getting dry. Cold sweat was running down his spine. He tensed, ready to act…

But at that moment, Hero smiled.

"Your logic is almost unassailable," he said, unsheathing the sword. "However, you failed to account for one thing."

trying

"What might that be?"

to face him, the smile disappearing from his face.

are, Your Grace. I also know what you've done, and how you ended up a salve. Just one of the revolting crimes you have committed would be enough to make me want to kill you. So if there is someone among us

Scholar's eyes widened.

the

make you bleed enough

from the flat side of the young soldier's sword. Not giving him an opportunity to recover, Hero stomped on his other leg, and

that, Scholar was

Hero's actions was in such stark contrast with his usually graceful demeanor that

him a calm look

"Wait for me here."

the path, soon disappearing behind a rock outcropping. After a few minutes, terrible screams could

left

is… this is

couldn't believe how sudden Scholar's demise came to be. And how

later, Hero was back, acting as though nothing had happened. But it was

through the contents of Scholar's rucksack and throwing most of the firewood out, the young soldier put it over his shoulder and

go. We need to

to say, Sunny gave him

were only two

stupid, but Sunny suddenly felt

A strange feeling of

in silence for

happened. It's not your fault. The decision was

a few steps ahead, so

Just trust me when I

wonder which one of us feels

maintain an illusion of righteousness

an answer, Hero

like to talk, do you? Well, fair enough. Silence

again after that, each preoccupied with their own

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